You Have Something That Is Mine

I back my school bag and then leave the history room. the hallways is as silent as a graveyard maybe because people were still in class. it is odd because I still haven't heard anything from Maya or Genevieve and I am starting to get worried. I mean what kind of friend would I be if I don't care about my friends.

" Miss Matthews " the mention of my name has me frozen on the spot. I turn to see the principal. she always strolls in the school hallway in case she catches someone lingering or doing drugs like she usually says when they are meant to be in class. she hates me and I won't say I like her because I equally hate her too.

I turn to look at her and force a smile

" You should be in class " she says frowning.

" I don't have one now " I say quickly

" Then you should be in the library. you know how I hate idle students " she says

I scoff and roll my eyes

Say that to your daughter because she isn't very hard-working.

" What was that ? " she asks

" Nothing. I will take my leave now